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Subject:      Story Repost: "An Animal Heat", canine, incest, pedo, anal  (1/4)
From:         godot@haven.ios.com (Godot)
Date:         1996/12/28
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The Usual Warnings and Disclaimers!

Here's something that I found on alt.sex.stories that I thought this
groiup might enjoy!









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Subject: AnmlHeat 1/7 "An Animal Heat"
From: grobert@soho.ios.com (TheEditor)
Date: Mon, 11 Nov 1996 08:09:14 -0700

WARNING:
	This story is fiction and should be treated as such.
	The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex.
If you are not an adult or reading descriptions sex stories upset
you, do not read any further.
	I am not the author. I don't have the talent.
	I can only be the "TheEditor."


					 An Animal Heat

					  Chapter 1

	"It's lovely... absolutely lovely!" exclaimed the beautiful,
blonde Kitty as she walked into the cabin through the closed half
of the Dutch door. "I've never seen anything like it. I never
would have dreamed that there could be so much beauty in nature."
	Her sister, Janet, darker and somewhat taller, though no less
lovely for her being five years older, turned away from her
cutting board in the small kitchen and smiled. "I thought you
might like it. And judging from the fact that you've only been
out for an hour, I can tell that you've only seen a small part of
it."
	Suddenly Janet's huge German shepherd bounded into the
kitchen from another part of the cabin, his tail wagging in
expression of his happiness to see his new friend.
	"Oh, Duke," Kitty said, bending down to pet his great head,
"you should have come with me. There were a lot of rabbits I know
you would have liked to chase."
	"So you like my little area here, do you?" Janet said as she
ceased her preparation of dinner and dried her wet hands on a
towel. Her hair was a little darker than her twenty-eight year
old sister's, and she wore it in a stylish cut, unlike Kitty, who
preferred to let her long golden hair fall loosely to her waist.
"And you're right about Duke. He probably should have gone with
you. He likes running around in the woods. Give him time,
though. He's only known you for a day."
	"I'll bet he's quite a companion out here for you," the
shapely younger sister said as she continued to stroke the happy-
looking dog behind the ears.
	"Yes, I don't know how I would get along without him," Janet
said, adding her own caressing hand to the powerful animal's
muscular flanks. "Did you see the small waterfall in the stream?"
	"Yes, I did," Kitty answered. "In fact, I spent most of my
time there. It's very peaceful and relaxing."
	Janet smiled. "You know, if you want, you can stay here for
longer than a week. I hope you didn't think my invitation was
limited."
	"I don't know," said Kitty, her voice indicating that she was
being tempted to stay forever. "A week was all I could get off.
There were times today, though, when I thought I would never want
to return to St. Louis."
	 'Don't worry, honey," Janet reassured her. "I'm sure that
after a week here, you'll be able to make a decision. And it will
be one you can stick with."
	"I hope so, Jan," Kitty said thoughtfully. "It's just so...
so enchanting out in the woods there. To think that I might leave
it to sit behind a desk and be a secretary all day, five days a
week... Sometimes it makes me sick."
	Janet smiled a knowing smile. She could understand what her
curvaceous sister was telling her. Her own husband of six years
had literally killed himself working under the pressure of the
city. He had often promised himself that he would take it easy as
soon as he got enough money. But he never thought he had enough,
even though by many standards he was quite a wealthy man. His
drive to become more successful than he was had killed him rather
suddenly, and Janet decided then and there that she was not going
to let the same thing happen to her. She had used his money, a
rather substantial sum, to build this cabin in a remote section of
New York State's Catskills. When it was finished, she had invited
her sister and her brother to her house warming, wanting to show
off her "little" cabin in the woods. It was a sort of memorial to
her late husband, a man she loved very much. Even though she had
pretty much gotten over his loss, she felt a stab of pain every
time she realized that he would not be there to share in its peace
and relaxation, truly a setting that would have saved his life had
he the chance to enjoy it. Janet and her sister had always been
close, even though Kitty had moved to St. Louis from New York City
after a love affair that had almost destroyed her two years ago.
	Now they were together once again, and they were acting like
little children, each caught up in the happiness of seeing each
other after their long separation. They had written letters to
each other, and talked over the telephone many times, making
promises that they would get together "someday," but the plans had
never come to pass. When Janet had informed Kitty of her plans to
build a small cabin in the woods, the younger girl made a definite
effort to be with her sister during this time of need. Kitty had
explained to her boss that she needed the vacation time, and would
quit if he didn't give it to her. She was determined that she was
not going to let this opportunity pass her by as she had so many
others.
	And now she was here. She was glad that she had put her foot
down with her boss. The late summer setting was charming in the
rolling hills, and she was determined that she would start living
each moment as though it were her last. She did not want the same
thing happening to her that had happened to Janet's husband.
	"Well," the young blonde said, standing up. "I think I'm
going to take a bath. I hope you have hot running water out here
in the wilderness," she added with a slight chuckle.
	"We have everything out here," Janet answered, "including a
separate bathroom. I wanted to get away from the rat-race of the
city, not the comforts."
	"I hope you're making a large supper," Kitty said. "Walking
around in the forest can make you as hungry as it can dirty."
	''Oh, go on now and enjoy your bath," Janet said, returning
to her work at the cutting board. "You're my guest here, so don't
worry about things like that. Supper will be ready by the time
you finish."
	Kitty didn't even try to hide her ear to ear grin. She had
always liked her sister, and she could see that Janet wanted to
make her feel as comfortable as possible. As she walked through
the cabin, large as cabins went no matter what Janet said about
her "little house in the woods," she noticed that Duke was
following her. "You want to watch me get clean, big boy?" she
said to the large dog.
	"He wants to become friends with you," called Janet after her
sister. "He doesn't get to see many people out here, and he
really likes being with them. I think it's the only thing he
doesn't like about this place."
	Closing the bathroom door, she turned on the hot water and
let it fill the tub. As the steam rose, coating the mirror over
the ornate modern sink, she kicked off her shoes and sat down on
the small chair, feeling her tired muscles beginning to relax at
the mere thought of getting in the hot tub. Duke came over to her
and placed his huge head on her slack-covered right leg.
	"Oh, you beautiful dog," she said, holding his head between
her hands. "You look like you can be so loyal... Janet is really
lucky to have you. It's too bad you can't give me a massage. All
that walking has really tightened up my muscles. You'd give me a
massage if you could, wouldn't you, boy?"
	The large, sleek-coated animal whined his answer up to her,
his limpid brown eyes bright and happy with the affection he felt
for his new-found friend. The soothing, calm sound of her voice
let him know that he was in the presence of someone who liked him,
and he began to think of her as another mistress. After all,
Janet, his owner, had acted as though this new person was more
than welcome. He had decided to do the same.
	The shapely young woman smiled fondly down at the friendly
dog. She could see the difference between him and the dogs she
had known in the city. Where she was living, dogs were kept on
leashes and rarely allowed to run free. They looked unhappy most
of the time. But here, in the woods, Duke was allowed to do
pretty much as he pleased, and it showed in his eyes. He acted as
though he wanted to show his happiness for the woman who had made
this possible for him, and Kitty knew that Janet had a loyal
companion, even way out here in the woods.
	 Duke lifted his head and pressed it tightly against Kitty's
hand, telling her that he liked her and had no fear of her, even
though he had only known her for just a few hours. Kitty, too,
liked the German shepherd, and she would have liked to pet him all
day. But her tub was getting full, and she wanted to take a bath
right now more than anything. Duke could wait.
	"I'm sorry, you doll, but if I don't get in that tub right
away, I'm not going to be ready for dinner. You wouldn't want
that to happen, now would you?"
	She sighed and began unbuttoning her shirt. With the plane
ride and all the walking in the woods, it had been a long, tiring
day. Getting in the tub of hot water would make her feel better
than she had in months, she knew.
	She jumped slightly as the relative silence of the cabin was
shattered by the sound of the kitchen door slamming. Duke, too,
perked up his ears at the sound and cocked his head to listen,
then relaxed as he heard the familiar sounds of Johnny, his
mistress's twelve year old son barging into the house.
	"Hey, Mom," the boy called out. "Is Aunt Kitty here yet?"
	Kitty felt a thrill of happiness as she heard her nephew
stomping through the kitchen. She had not seen him since he had
come to her sister's cabin. In fact, she had not seen him since
she had moved to St. Louis. She tried to imagine how he had
changed in the last two years, and she knew that no matter what
she thought he might look like, it would be totally different from
her mental image. She could not get over how he had looked when
she last saw him, so sweet and cheerful, the warm innocent smiles
he always had for her. He sounded as though he had not changed
from that very much, and she was looking forward to meeting him
for the first time after all these years.
	"Oh, Duke, you're very lucky... we're both very lucky to
have people who love us so much," the curvaceous young woman
whispered, dropping to her lushly rounded haunches to take his big
head between her slender white hands. "It's a wonderful family I
have, and I feel as though you're a part of it." She kissed him
on his wet nose and he instantly licked out his long pink tongue
to lave warmly over her full lips in response. "You handsome
fellow! Janet is certainly lucky to have you around."
	The powerful animal whined as he tried to nuzzle closer to
her, and she hugged him tightly, "Oooooooohhhhh, I can see why
Janet thinks so highly of you," she whispered, kissing him between
the eyes before straightening up. "Now... I really have to take
that bath."
	She continued her undressing, never once thinking that there
was anything wrong with having Duke watch her as she removed her
clothing. She could remember a time not so long ago when she
would have felt self-conscious about having even an animal watch
her undress, but there was something free and uninhibited about
this setting, and she was actually glad that she was not alone.
She smiled down at the great dog, thinking that there was a very
good chance indeed that she might never return to St. Louis.
Everything was so pretty here, so relaxing, so free... She could
not remember feeling this good in the city.
	Duke watched her smiling down at him. He dropped his head
for an instant and sneezed. Then he continued to watch her
smooth, soft curves ripple and sway as she exposed more and more
of her silky flesh to his eyes. Her long, blonde hair almost
matched her evenly tanned skin, and it was just as golden and full
as that between her long, slender legs. He danced around her, and
wanted to do something to let her know how happy he was that she
had come to visit.
	Kitty watched the animal all the time she undressed. There
was something about him that seemed to hypnotize her... something
about his eager-looking eyes. She could see that he was totally
devoted to her sister, but she could also see that he wanted to
start sharing that devotion. It was a wonderful feeling, knowing
that Duke had accepted her right away, and she wondered if there
was something she could do to show the beautiful dog how much she
appreciated his friendship.
	Slowly, gently, she lowered her now naked body into the
steaming hot water. Even though the day had been very warm, she
sighed as the soothing effects of the hot bath instantly made her
muscles unwind from her day's hiking. All the problems she might
have carried with her from the city seemed to become drained in
the warm water, and she submerged her naked young body, delighting
in the slightly tickling sensations of the bubbles from the soap
she had added to the water. She caressed the fluffy suds over her
full, rounded breasts, sensing her tiny pink nipples hardening
beneath the water as though sexually aroused, an arousal she had
not known in some time. Not since she had left the man who had
almost totally destroyed her life. It was sad, she thought. He
had been such a wonderful man when she first met him, so loving
and tender. She thought back to her days of lovemaking with him,
the only man she had ever loved. Even though she had many bitter
memories of him, she liked to dwell on his hands wandering over
her body, the way they had when they had first started going out.
At least they were happy thoughts, memories she hoped she never
forgot.
	She stopped her self-sensuous act. She wanted to finish her
bath and see her nephew. But as she pulled her hands away from
her body to finish her bathing, she brushed a huge mountain of
suds across her swollen nipples, and a series of rippling delights
stabbed through her sensitive loins and mountingly enticed belly.
	'This is ridiculous,' she thought to herself. 'I can't be
thinking about something like that now. I want to be with my
sister and nephew. I can control my physical need for the time
being... can't l?' She put her lascivious thoughts out of her
mind as she stepped from the tub. 'There is a time and a place
for everything.' She found her thoughts wandering to her short
but intense affair with Bill. She had loved him, trusted him, and
for a while she thought he loved and trusted her. There had been
many men who had wanted her, but when she found Bill, she believed
that she had found someone different. She loved his body...
loved the way he made love to her, showing what it was like to be
a woman, and not just a girl... loved welcoming his long, thick
cock in her cunt... his gentle, patient thrusts building in her
eager and hungry body a passion she had never known existed...
his warm, wet tongue licking feverishly up between her legs...
that blissful moment each time when he would explode his searing,
wonderful cum inside her!
	Yes, those had been wonderful moments... thoughts that she
never wanted to forget. Perhaps someday she would find another
man she could love and trust as she had Bill... a love she hoped
did not come only once in a lifetime.
	Duke watched closely the soft movements of her wetly
glistening body as she climbed from the tub and began toweling
herself down, his keen sense of smell detecting the sudden scent
of her female nakedness even through the aromas of her bubble
bath. He knew that smell... the scent of arousal... his
mistress had trained him well. He sensed the heavy weight growing
in the depths of his own loins as he watched her turn to look at
her curvaceous form reflected in the steam covered mirror.
	For a moment, Kitty stood motionless, deliberately admiring
the harmonious balance of her well-formed, eye-pleasing body, and
a tingle of self-appreciation fluttered through her belly. She
did not feel that there was anything wrong in believing she had a
great deal of physical beauty. There had been plenty of men who
had told her so. There was nothing wrong with being beautiful,
she had told herself many times. She had always been delighted by
her sensuality... her full, pink-nippled breasts and slender
waist flowing into generously arched hips and smooth-rounded
thighs. Bill had been especially proud of her legs, the alluring
shape of her calves, slender ankles and tiny feet. He had made it
a point to kiss them all over in his passion. But it was the
whiteness of her breasts, contrasted with the rest of her tanned
body, that fascinated him the most... the resilient mounds of her
firm, uptilted breasts... and farther down, the equally creamy,
equally sensuous ovals of her full buttocks. She dropped her gaze
to the stretch of alabaster whiteness over her hips and the soft
little bowl of her lower belly where the curly triangle of sparse
golden pubic hair began to fringe the puffiness of her vaginal
mound and fleshy vaginal lips. She could feel again the tiny
shivers of awakened sensualism flutter over her. God, when was
the last time she had finger-fucked herself? It must have been a
long time ago, if she couldn't remember. And even though she had
sexually released herself when necessary, she knew that nothing
could really take the place of a man's lust-hardened penis sawing
in and out of her... especially not after she had experienced the
total delight Bill's cock had given her... but now...!"
	Kitty dropped her bath towel to the floor and sighed.
Letting her own hands stroke downward over her hips as she watched
herself in the mirror. It must be the atmosphere of this place,
she said, smiling as she thought of the pleasures about to befall
her. Her soft breathing increased as she smoothed her fingers
inward toward the base of her passion-enticed belly to the
sensitive mound of hair-curled pussy flesh between. She pressured
tauntingly, her slender fingers extended, the pinkness of her
moistening vaginal slit's momentary exposure captivating her.
Oooohhh... she had to fingerfuck her cunt until she was cumming
... she had to... it had been too long...!
	Duke whimpered, demanding the blonde-haired girl's attention,
and she stopped her caresses, forgetting all about his presence.
	"Oh, you wonderful dog, I'm sorry... would you like to watch
...? I won't mind. In fact, I think I'd like to have you watch."
	The big dog wagged his tail and animalishly licked at his
jaws, then at her soft, sweet-smelling hand when she bent down to
brush it over his head. She couldn't help but wonder at what he
thought of this method of sexual release, and she could see wonder
in his eyes as they swept all over her body, almost lustfully
delighting in her soft white nakedness. She felt a thrill of
delight herself as she thought of the dog watching her fondling
her vaginal lips with her hand... a thrill of delight and
exhibitionism... "Yes, yes... you can watch me finger my hot
little cunt if you want to!" she whispered, the thought feeding
more fuel to the wave of lust and self-induced passion washing
through her whole body. "I would like it if you watched me
finger-fuck myself."
	Duke brushed against the warm smoothness of her thigh as she
stepped over to the small chair in the bathroom, the exciting
scent of her effluent body-heat filtering to his nostrils. He
paused as she sat down on the black vinyl seat, her soft curves
quivering with her every movement, and then she was leaning back
and breathing heavily now. The powerful animal watched her long
legs spread open slowly, her small hand moving down between them
and gliding smoothly to the golden-fringed orifice to her pussy.
He watched her fingers begin to work in a teasing circular motion,
little sighs of pleasure tumbling from her parted lips, her smooth
white buttocks starting to rise from the chair to meet her
rhythmically moving hand
	And then he jumped forward to join her!
	Kitty's eyes had closed, and she had not heard him move. The
German shepherd's approach took her completely by surprise. She
had never thought of anything like this, and it took her several
moments to regain her senses from this totally unexpected turn of
events. Opening her eyes, she could only stare between her widely
spread legs and watch him move forward between them in wonderment!
She withdrew her hand from its lascivious fingering of her cunt
and raised herself slightly, her mind reeling in awe and still a
little startled by his sudden lunge at her exposed vagina.
	Something held the sensually stirred woman from speaking as
she stared at him, her widened blue eyes reflecting her
bewilderment, watching fascinated as his loving brown eyes swept
over her naked curves almost as though he had lustful thoughts in
mind! Was it possible? she asked herself. Could he want to do
what it looks like he wants to do?
	As if in answer to her thoughts, he was moving in even closer
to her, dropping his big head to lick out with a hot fluid tongue
against the smooth flesh of her responsively twitching belly!
	Kitty couldn't help but gasp at the astonishingly pleasurable
contact, swallowing at the sudden dryness in her throat as his
long pink tongue began to lick moistly over her muscle-tensed
belly! She would never have thought that he would do something
like this... and if she had, she would never have thought that it
could feel so good! She was speechless now as again and again he
did it, while she continued to lie there beneath the desire-
enticing length of his wetly heated caresses, his fervent tongue
making incredible sensations spiral through her torso, adding to
her lustful exhilaration.
	"Oooooohhhh... this was totally unbelievable... and
wonderful. What was possessing him? How could he know what to
do? Yet he certainly seemed to know exactly what to do, and she
wasn't about to stop him now! How far would he go? What further
pleasures lay in store with this wonderful animal? Then, his
long, damp, warm tongue licked heatedly upward over the quivering
flesh of her waist, working higher and higher until he was
actually lapping the rounded undersides of her sensitive breasts!
Tenderly, he washed up over them toward the tiny straining buds of
her nipples! Kitty couldn't hold back the moan escaping her when
his searing moist flesh grazed wetly over the erogenous, pebble-
like hardness of her nipples, first one, then the other, sending
feverish thrills of wanton excitement whipping through her
tremulous flesh.
	She could never think of stopping him now. Her body had been
demanding this type of stimulation for far too long... the
excitement that Bill used to give her... the excitement that was
totally over-powering and vastly filling. And then, with a sense
of disappointment to Kitty, Duke stopped of his own accord and
began to back down between her still wide-spread legs. The
temptation to call him back was strong, but unnecessary as,
suddenly, she watched him poise his massive head between her
sensually opened thighs, then slightly lower it, his heated animal
breath taunting the fringe of soft blonde curls there!
	Kitty couldn't believe it when her sister's dog's cool wet
nose brushed the warm, sensorial flesh of her inner thigh... and
finally, the pinkly pouting lips of her excited cunt! She heard
his little whimper as he sniffed at her heatedly aroused loins,
his long nose probing at her susceptible flesh as though he were
actually trying to seduce her! She felt the coolness of it
suddenly exploring the smooth crevice between her milk-white
buttocks, then wetly laving the exposed little rosebud of her tiny
puckered anus!
	"Aaaaaaaahhhh... Duke... you wonderful... aaaahhhh!" Kitty
gasped, uncontrollably lurching beneath the sensual contact. "How
... why... oooohhhhh!"
	His hot tongue suddenly shot out to lick feverishly up and
down the smooth vale surrounding her tight little anal hole, the
tip worming teasingly up into her clasping nether passage! At the
shocking contact, Kitty wasn't sure what to do next. She had
never been fucked by anyone other than Bill... and certainly
never by a dog... and she wanted the incredibly arousing
sensations to continue. Suddenly his seething wet tongue began to
lick at the narrow pink slit between her widely spread thighs!
Moans of delight bubbled up in her throat, like little tremors of
unbearable desire rippling over her naked flesh as he lapped
fluidly upward through the entire pink-fleshed length of her
openly exposed cunt-lips. Ooooooohhh, the wild sensations were
searing, and they needled inward to stab deep at the nerve centers
of her now intensely fluttering belly.
	His fiery animal tongue was spreading through the hotly
yielding, swollen lips of her hair-fringed vagina with long,
relentless sweeps, erotically splaying the tender flesh wide,
pausing at last to lunge in a wetly invading curl far up into the-
liquid heat of her excitedly throbbing cunt! She gasped and
jerked convulsively, sliding off the chair and dropping flat on
her back to writhe in uncontrollable delight under the big dog's
surprise oral lovemaking, mindlessly drawing her legs back to give
the beautiful darling easier access to her wide- splayed pussy!
	She could never think of ordering him to stop now, not with
the intense thrills penetrating right through her voluptuously
hungering body. She heard her own desperate moans increase, while
her desire-glazed mind began to slip into a delicious oblivion of
velvet sensuality. Unceasingly, the loving animal-tongue bathed
her offered loins, from the snug little opening of her feverishly
working anus, upward through the hot wet crevice of her cunt. At
the peak, he hesitated maddeningly, his knowledge baffling her
when he suddenly penetrated to flick wetly at the quivering bud of
her rigidly erect clitoris, fanning her ever-mounting desire as
she whimpered in total delight.
	On and on it went, time seeming to lose its meaning for
Kitty. Nothing mattered but the heavenly searing tongue licking
relentlessly through and over her passion-inflamed vaginal flesh
until she was gasping and writhing her entire naked body in
frantic pleading beneath it.
	"Aaaaaaaaahhhh...!" she choked as he flicked his tongue
tormentingly in a feverish, spearing curl far up beyond the
clutching, long-unused mouth of her burning vagina! "Oooooohhhh
... yes... yes lover, do it to me! Make me cum... make Kitty
cum, darling. I need it so badly... lick my cunt... lick my
burning cunt...!"
	With an animalistic groan of her own, Kitty drew her knees
flat to her palpitating breasts, and reaching down between them to
grasp his dark head, she pulled his long nose in tight against her
wetly yearning vagina! His loving tongue flicked far up the fire-
filled tunnel like a rod of flame, his own whimpers blending with
hers as he feverishly lashed and drove the pink length of his
tongue deeply into the wetly glistening folds of her cunt.
	"Oh... oh, God... yes, baby... lick it... lick Kitty's
cunt, darling!" she hissed out again, raising her head as best she
could to look down between her widely spread thighs to watch
whatever she could of the bestial ravishing of her loins. Oh God!
Her wide-split cunt was flushed to near redness, its shimmering
inner-flesh was the most lust-intoxicating sight she had ever
seen. Her blood-filled pussy lips were spread like an omniverous
mouth, with her handsome darling's long furry snout shoved as far
as it would go, right up into the hungering passage of her
seething vagina! She could actually feel his jaws working when he
opened them, stretching the elasticized entrance of her cunt to
thrust his tongue deep into her fire-filled belly. He seemed to
be furiously reaching new depths inside her with every delightful
lunge. Insanely, she began to pull at his head while she
desperately thrust her greedy loins up at him, trying to force his
long nose like a thick furry cock up into her hotly throbbing
cunt!
	A pained whimper came from the depths of Duke's throat, but
Kitty never heard it. All she could feel was the exotic sensation
of his coiling tongue smooth against her cunt, and it washed away
every thought from her mind. It wormed its way delightfully into
the small, clam-like mouth of her vagina, spine-shattering
sensations searing through her body as it caused overwhelming
waves of lust in her flesh.
	She was going to cum! Aaaaaaaaahhh... he had done it for
her... the beautiful darling... with his cold wet nose shoved
hard against her wide-spread vaginal passage and his tongue
spiraling like the flame of a welding torch at her tender cervix.
	In nothing short of delirium, Kitty clutched at his big
animal-head, burying his phallus-like nose another fraction of an
inch deeper into the tight-clutching opening of her orgastically
throbbing cunt, holding savagely to his short ears as she
lustfully fucked her loins up into his animal-face and felt the
never-ceasing ecstasy of his searing tongue caressing and stabbing
into her hyper-sensitive cervix.
	"Ooooohhhh... lover... I'm... I'm cuuuuuuuummmmmmiiinnngg
...! Aaahh!" She wailed, jerking at his head and fucking his
snout in wanton ecstasy. Nothing mattered but the overwhelming
enchantment bursting like a huge hot bubble of erotic bliss to
flood down through her long-denied body and permeate her with
exhausting sensations of sensually drained fulfillment...!
	For a long while she lay there, pressing her sticky thighs
together as she tried to continue the delightful sensations waving
through her loins,' but soon, all too soon, it was over, and she
could feel the physical ecstasy drain away. Her mind was still in
a haze when she heard a voice, as if off in some far distant land
calling her name. It was as though she was waking from a dream,
and she forced herself back to earth as once again the voice
called her name.
	"Kitty... Can you hear me? I said dinner is almost ready.
Are you going to stay in that tub forever?"
	The young girl pulled herself to a sitting position and
looked at Duke, the dog smiling at her as dogs do, and she smiled
back at him.
	"I'll be right there, Janet," she called to her sister. Then
she smiled to herself. Yes, she could see now why her sister did
not feel lonely in the woods. There was no doubt in the girl's
mind that Janet knew exactly what sort of dog Duke was, and she
hoped that in the course of her week-long visit, she would get the
chance to try him out again.



					  Chapter 2

	Kitty ate as though she hadn't eaten in weeks. Her sister
thought it was because she had worked up a huge appetite while
walking in the woods, and that was partly true. But even more
true was the fact that Kitty's bout with the German shepherd had
really made her hungry. The combination of the fresh air, the
exercise, and her sexual experience all combined together to make
Kitty feel better than she had in a long time. Every time she
looked at her sister, she could not help but smile at the thought
that she shared her older sibling's secret about Duke. It was a
wonderful feeling, and she saw no need to bring it up at the
dinner table... certainly not with Johnny there. She did want to
talk to Janet about it, though. There would be time for such
things later.
	The more Kitty thought about it, the more she came to realize
that her older sister probably had a great many things to talk
about Janet had always been the adventurous one of the family,
trying things most people might think were strange. Kitty had
always admired this aspect of her older sister, and now she began
to think that she could take advantage of it. Even as she upheld
her end of the conversation, she could feel the faint eddys of
Duke's tongue fucking, and her loins were wet all during dinner
with an unending excitement and arousal. And then she noticed
something else, something she found as strange and exciting as
Duke's incredible tongue fucking... she was finding her sister's
body arousing. She became more and more aware of Janet's
curvaceousness, her sultry face, the shape of her voluptuously
upthrust breasts and full rounded hips... She pulled her glance
away from Janet, hoping that her sister would not notice that she
had been staring at her. She found that her thoughts were
becoming confused. How could she be thinking such things? Could
it be the fact that she had been under a great deal of pressure in
the city, so much pressure that she never had time or energy to
think about these things? Out here, in the great outdoors, with
nothing rushing and pressing down on her mind, it was very
possible that she could be free... truly free to express herself
in ways she had never dreamed.
	When she finished her supper, she found that she wanted to be
alone and think these things through. Everything was happening a
little too fast for her, and while she found her thoughts totally
against everything she had ever been taught, she also found them
exciting, and she wanted to make sure about them before she came
to any conclusions. She had thought that nothing was wrong with
Duke licking her cunt as he had. Were there other things she
might enjoy just as much... or more?
	"Excuse me, Janet... Johnny..." she said, "I'm a little
tired. Everything has worn me out more than I thought it would.
I think I'll go to my room and rest up a bit."
	As she stood up, she smiled, feeling the overwhelming release
of her formerly tense young body was enjoying. No, she thought,
she wasn't ashamed of having Duke lick her cunt... in fact, she
wanted to have him do it again. After all, something that good
had to happen more than once. But there was a time element. She
was going to be with her sister only a week. She knew there might
be other pleasures to enjoy, and she wanted to sort them through
to make sure she didn't waste any time.
	Sitting in the chair in her room, she found that the mental
image of Duke returned again and again, sometimes alone, sometimes
coupled with the image of her sister. She formed a picture of her
older darker sister nakedly seducing her handsome pet... showing
and teaching him how to give such pleasure. God, those images
alone were stirring her even more. There was never any doubt that
Janet and Duke spent long hours together. After all, this was a
secluded area, and there was not another lover for miles around.
The thought of Janet making love with Duke all day in the wild
freedom of the Catskills made the young girl smile to herself.
	She heard a slight noise at her side, and she looked down at
the German shepherd, who had followed her silently into her room.
She could see that he was happy, although she didn't know if it
was because he was in her presence or just because living in the
woods make him feel free... as free as it seemed to make Janet
feel. Kitty knew that Duke would never feel as happy in the city
as he did here.
	Kitty allowed her eyes to wander to the window, delighting in
the scenery of the setting sun against the gentle rolling hills.
She found her thoughts wandering to her brother, Mike. She had
not heard from him in quite some time. It was not his way to keep
in touch with people. At one time he had been a successful
engineering student in college but he had given up that life and
had joined a migratory farming family, hoping to help them
overcome their poverty. The one time she had spoken to him after
he had done that, he had told her that he was through with the rat
race of the city... much in the same way Janet felt after her
husband died. 'I must be the only member of our family still
living under the pressure of city life,' she thought.
	She began unpacking and putting her clothes in the small
dresser when she noticed a small box and a note that read: "Have
fun. Love, Janet."
	Kitty opened the box and found a small amount of pot and
rolling papers. Kitty was a little surprised that her sister
could be so free with her pot. After all, it was fairly
expensive, and it must be even more expensive out here away from
so many people. And then she remembered that the stuff grows
everywhere. Perhaps Janet planted some herself. It would
certainly be like her.
	Shrugging her shoulders, Kitty rolled a cigarette and lit it,
inhaling the thick white smoke. She had at first thought that she
could never feel better than she had in the freedom of the woods,
but she was wrong. As the smoke began to take a hold of her mind,
she found that she was better able to enjoy the feeling of freedom
she had come to take almost for granted during the last few hours.
The lovely sunset she could see from her window was enhanced by
the drug, and she relaxed more that she would have thought
possible. 'Yes,' she thought to herself, 'Janet really has it
made. It will be more than a shame to go back to St. Louis. It
will be a crime.'
	Again she found her thoughts dwelling on her brother. She
let her mind wander to the time when all three of them had lived
together in New York City, before they separated and led their
different lives. Playing with her brother and sister had always
been a happy experience, and now, for the first time in years,
they would be together once again. Mike, her brother, had been
more than a sibling... he had been a friend. Kitty was the
youngest, Mike the oldest, and it was perhaps because of that that
Mike and Kitty shared a special relationship. Often times, he
would forsake his own friends to make sure his little sister was
not left alone, and Kitty never forgot things like that. Even
though they had been separated for so long, Kitty found that often
her thoughts fixed on her brother, and she was sure that he often
thought of her. She wanted to be as happy as she could when he
came to the house tomorrow. He was flying all the way from
California, and Kitty wanted to make sure that everything was just
right for him. She did not want him to think that his trip would
be boring.
	And Mike had done so many things, she remembered. While
Janet was the adventurous member of the family, Mike was the
experimenter. He had a vivid imagination, and was never afraid to
put it to good use. Kitty began to think that she would learn a
great deal being with her family again. If her experience with
Duke was any indication of what Janet was capable of, Kitty began
to feel that her whole life might change from this week. It would
not only be a house warming, but perhaps a re-awakening in her own
life. She knew she would never be the same again.
	Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door.
	"Come in," she said, eager for some company. Janet walked in
and sat down on the bed.
	"Hi, Sis," the older woman said. "I see you found my little
present."
	"Yes, it was sort of hard not to find. You want some? I
hate getting stoned alone."
	Janet took the slowly burning joint and inhaled deeply. "You
know," she said, "there's nothing like getting stoned and talking
about old times."
	Kitty nodded. Often times with her friends in college, she
had gotten stoned and passed many hours dwelling on the past. It
always gave her a warm feeling, and she was certain that she would
get the same feeling now.
	"Janet, you can't know how happy I am that we're all going to
be together again. It's been so long. There's a lot of catching
up to do."
	"You sound as though you've been very lonely, living in St.
Louis," her older sister remarked.
	"Oh, it's not bad," Kitty said. "It was something I had to
do. I couldn't stay in New York... not after John."
	Janet looked pensive at the mention of her sister's lover.
"Just what happened there?" she asked the blonde Kitty. "For a
long while, I thought you and he were going to get married. At
least that's what your letters seemed to say."
	A pained look came over Kitty's face, and Janet could tell
that she had still not gotten over the man. "It's something a
woman doesn't like to talk about," she told her sister, lowering
her head to avoid Janet's questioning stare.
	"Maybe not a woman," Janet said in a soothing voice, "but a
sister... that's something different."
	Kitty took another drag on the joint. She had been keeping
this bottled up inside her for so long... perhaps if she talked
about it, things would look better. Everything about Janet's
cabin suggested total honesty and openness. It seemed only
natural that she should talk about the only man she had ever
loved. "You know, I was very much in love with him," she began,
lifting her head and looking at her sister in the eyes. Janet
nodded. Sensing that it might be needed, the older woman began
rolling another joint.
	"Well," Kitty continued, silently grateful that her older
sister was making everything as easy for her as she could. "I
thought I knew everything about him there was to know. He seemed
so open with me, so loving, so patient and understanding. He
never talked about marriage, and I never brought it up, but I
thought that someday... well..."
	"Well, what happened to change all of that?" Janet asked.
"It sounds to me as though you had everything going for you. Did
he find another woman?"
	"He sure did," said Kitty, fighting unsuccessfully to keep a
slow burning hatred from her voice. "He found one before he had
even met me. Janet, he was married. He had been married for at
least a year before I knew him."
	A frown came over Janet's face. She could imagine what had
been running through her younger sister's mind when she found out.
Something like that could be a shock no one would recover from.
	"Well, what happened? Did he tell you or what?"
	Kitty took a deep breath, sighing to relieve the tension she
could feel mounting in her body at the dredging of painful
memories. Even though she was feeling very stoned, she was not as
relaxed as she had been before. But she had to continue. She had
to get everything out in the open. "John... he came to my house
one evening... with his wife. He told me that he had talked
everything over with her, and she was willing to accept me. In
fact, she thought it was a big joke. He said he wanted to have
the both of us at the same time, and he knew it would be all right
with me."
	The sisterly love Janet had for Kitty was becoming more and
more evident. She could see that the lovely blonde was on the
verge of tears. For a moment, she thought she should end the
discussion, and she was just about to say something to change the
topic, but Kitty continued.
	"He was perfect in bed, Jan," Kitty said after another deep
breath. "We would fuck five... six times a night. He had a
long, thick... well... he was beautiful. He could make me cum
like a tidal wave. Sure, he was the only man I ever had, but I
never had any thoughts of finding out what someone else was like.
He was all I wanted... and I needed him so badly."
	Kitty was surprised that she could speak so frankly about her
affair. She had never felt so open with another woman. Her
curvaceous darker sister's patience seemed to make Kitty want to
tell her. "When he brought his wife to my house and suggested
that he have both of us at once, I was shocked. I was even more
shocked when he and his wife began undressing right there in front
of me. I couldn't move, Janet. I was... shocked."
	Her uninhibited discussion of her love affair was burning
like a bellows fanning the smoldering embers in her belly and
loins. She had almost forgotten what it was like to have his
thick, hard cock sawing in and out between her loins, and the
memory made her shift in her seat. Her sex-sensitive vaginal lips
brushed against the seat of the chair, adding fresh fuel to the
lascivious memory.
	"My God," whispered Janet. "It's almost impossible to think
that a man could be so cold, so heartless."
	Kitty continued as though she hadn't heard her sister's
comment. "His wife was lovely. She was about my age, a little
fuller though... lush jet black hair, ripe buttocks and... well
... breasts. Her hair was so long that went past her waist. She
had the same dark fullness on her vagina. That dark triangle
outlined her cunt so blatantly. He fucked her while I was
watching. I just stood there, watching her writhe beneath him as
his cock went in and out of her. I could hear her moaning under
his thrusts... thrusts that I thought were for me alone. Then
she came. It was terrible. Even though I hated him right then, I
wished he were fucking me and making me cum instead of her. Then
she asked me if I wanted to join the fun. She wanted me to lick
her cunt. She joked that at least then I would get to taste her
husband's sperm as I licked it away from her pussy!"
	Janet could feel her own body trembling at her sister's
story. She knew why Kitty was angry with John for what he had
done. She was angry because he had not been honest with her.
Love is based on trust, and her lover had betrayed that trust. It
was something no one should do.
	"And then John said he would suck my cunt while I licked
hers. He said everything would be just fine, that there was more
than enough of him to go around. His wife seemed to think this
was funny. And even then, I loved him. I almost did it, Janet.
I almost did it. I thought that if I did, he would love me, love
me the way he had before. Besides, licking her cunt wouldn't be
so bad. I had done something like that once before. But I
trusted him, and he didn't trust me back. Love should be shared,
not toyed with. I finally kicked them out of my house. I just
lost control. I never heard from him again."
	The older woman moved to her sister, noticing that her own
vaginal lips had become swollen at the arousing sexual description
of her sister's affair. As she moved, she could feel her vaginal
juice seep warmly against the sheer nylon of her panty crotchband,
and her movements brought her panty tighter against her sensitive
pussy. As she put her arm around her sister to comfort her, she
felt an additional tingling softness coursing through her loins.
	"It's good that you got that out of your system," Janet said,
drawing her younger sister tightly against her shoulder. "You
shouldn't keep things like that bottled up inside."
	Kitty nodded. "I feel so much better now. Everything about
this place makes me want to open up." She felt warm and secure
resting lightly in her sister's arm, and she closed her eyes,
feeling all the tension flow from her body like water through a
sieve. She felt closer to her sister now than she ever had
before. In addition to telling her about her affair, she had
never thought she could mention so freely that she had sucked
another woman's cunt. She had been a little surprised by the fact
that this didn't seem to bother Janet. In fact, the shapely older
woman seemed to take it all in stride.
	The sun had completely set during Kitty's story, and the room
was now bathed in the soft light of a lamp resting near the bed.
Everything was so still, so peaceful. Kitty felt like a little
girl again. Sitting here with her sister, she found that her
thoughts had returned again to a happier time, a time of her
youth, a time of innocence and fantasy, a time when the sometimes
harsh realities of life did not exist.
	It was as though Janet could read her mind. She removed her
arm from Kitty's shoulder and looked at her sister in the eye.
"You know what we should do?" she asked. "We should sleep
together like we used to. We can become children again. You can
put everything out of your mind for a while, and start all over
again in the morning. Sort of like a resurrection."
	Kitty looked in her sister's eyes, and sensed something she
had never noticed before. Even though Janet had been a warm
person for as long as Kitty could remember, the love-torn blonde
saw something deeper in her sister's eyes than concern. She was
not sure if it was just because she was high. Certainly that
might have something to do with it. But there was something
present in Janet's eyes that expressed more than sisterly love...
something deeper, more total. She wondered for a short while if
she were imagining things. Was she losing her mind? She allowed
her own eyes to wander from Janet's face to the full mounds of her
breasts. She wanted to touch them, wanted to feel their softness
in her hands, wanted to express that which she saw in Janet's
eyes. She was beginning to feel lust, a stronger lust than she
had ever felt before. Was she about to experience something new
again? Could this be the beginning of another milestone in her
life? At first she did not want to admit these feelings to
herself. This was her sister! If she was wrong, she would never
be able to take the rejection. Learning the truth about John had
been bad enough. She would never be able to live with her self if
she were wrong again. But if she were right and did not follow
her feelings to be expressed...
	Oh, God... she was so stoned from the pot she had smoked
that she couldn't make her mind work. Stoned... and aroused.
Aroused by the presence of her sister.
	Janet watched her sister's face go through several
expressions of doubt. She stood up from the bed and began
undressing for sleep. In no time, she had squirmed her naked body
between the sheets, delighting in their softness against her
swelling breast nipples. Without saying a word, Kitty too,
undressed and slipped naked beside her sister in the huge double
bed. Kitty's cheeks felt warm and flush with the rush of blood
excitedly coloring them at her vulnerable feelings, and she sensed
the warmth of her older sister's soft skin as she allowed her ass-
cheeks to come into contact with Janet's.
	Wild impulses spread like firebrands through Kitty's desire-
infused young body as she felt Janet's body turn over and her arm
gently drawing her into a cuddling closeness. The older woman
eased over toward her, placing her lush white breasts at a level
with Kitty's face. Then Janet's other hand began a slow caress on
the crown of her head, almost lovingly stroking her hair as she
pressed Kitty's unresisting face into the sweet-smelling
resilience of her warm, full breasts, their little hardened
cherry-like ripened nipples ready to burst!
	"You're a very beautiful woman, Kitty," Janet whispered.
"Your hair is as soft as silk." The heat of her breath was like a
torrid cloud floating down over Kitty's boldly nuzzling face.
"You're a lovely woman, and I'm going to make you feel good. I'm
going to make you feel so good..."
	Kitty felt her own arm moving as if of its own volition, her
hand creeping over the soft smooth flesh of Janet's slender waist
and around back to clasp at the warm hollow of her spine.
Excitedly, she embraced the older woman, prepared to give herself
fully to this wonderful intoxication. She trailed her eager
fingers over the warm vibrant flesh of Janet's satin-smooth skin,
returning to trace the path of her rib cage upward, until she
brushed over the softly yielding ripeness of Janet's milk-white
breasts against her face.
	Kitty heard her sister gasp at the sensitive contact, and she
raised her face, their eyes meeting and searching, each looking to
see if their feelings for each other were the same. Kitty
stretched her long legs then, pressing her naked body tighter
against the soft contours that molded so well to hers. Her hand
slipped in a gentle cupping caress over Janet's firm, full breast,
her own chest heavily rising and falling beneath as she pressed
her belly softly against her sister's.
	"I want to love you," Kitty said, her voice barely above a
whisper. "I want to love you, and I want you to love me..."
	Kitty was waiting for her older sister to answer with words,
but instead, she felt Janet's hand move to the swelling mound of
one breast and tenderly grasp it, sending a thrill of delight
quaking over her waiting flesh. The sheet was brushed away, and
the both of them lay totally exposed to the cool night air, while
Janet's desire-giving fingers danced lightly over Kitty's tingling
body. They caught one tiny nipple, then the other, rolling and
squeezing them with skill and delicacy. The young girl's
sensually aroused flesh began to respond to Janet's touch, and
Janet herself was thrilling to the caressing of her younger
sister's hands.
	Suddenly, Kitty felt her passionate sister slipping downward
in the bed. She popped her eyes open, raising her head to watch
in excited anticipation as the older girl's voluptuous white
curves slithered warmly downward on top of her, easing Kitty's own
legs and thighs insistently apart with the wedging pressure of her
supple, shapely body. With her hands, Janet spread the rounded
fullness of Kitty's trembling thighs even wider open until her
blonde curl-sprinkled loins and pouting vaginal lips were
completely exposed to the sparkling brown eyes gleaming hungrily
down from only inches above. And then Janet dropped her head,
nestling her face into the soft, intimate hollow between the
panting love-torn girl's widespread legs.
	Instantly, the entrance of Kitty's cunt was swept up in a
maze of erotic sensations which rippled through her belly as she
felt searing kisses along the heated flesh of her inner thighs,
felt the warm puffs of breath, and the wet, burning contact of
Janet's tongue. Kitty's breath caught in her throat as Janet
traced the inner softness of her vaginal slit again and again,
licking in long, sweeping strokes from top to bottom... causing
Kitty to reflexively raise her naked loins to each maddening
stroke of the magic, up-lifting tongue.
	Kitty felt her tiny clitoris quivering erect and knew that it
was peering out from its hooded canopy, swelling with the first
stab on intensive sensation as her sister's tongue grazed wetly
over it. She expelled her breath with a ragged, hissing sound,
slowly tossing her head when the lust-driven oral invader eased
hotly in between the desire-flushed lips of her cunt, worming
upward through the already wildly inflamed crevice toward the
straining little bud of her clitoris.
	The blonde girl's throat began to hum with unintelligible
gurglings. She held her breath, then exploded it sharply at the
electrifying contact of the delightfully exploring female tongue
with her tiny erotic nerve center. And then came new delights as
she felt Janet's hands creep upward over the tensing muscles of
her quivering belly, smoothing higher and higher to fondle and
caress the nipple-hardened fullness of Kitty's firm white breasts,
while her open mouth became ravenous below. Hot and wet, with
flushed lips glued to the hair-fringed flesh of her seething
pussy, Kitty felt the stabbing wet heat of Janet's lashing tongue
laving and whipping her swollen pleasure-bud. Greedily the older
woman began to possess the burning, fluid cunt beneath her,
spearing and licking everywhere until it seemed to Kitty that her
lust-inflamed vagina had been invaded by an entire legion of
squirming, racing tongues. But no, it was just a single tongue
racing up the hotly throbbing channel of her clutching cunt,
worming into the tiny slit of her passage, returning to press
against her aching clitoris with maddening precision, and then
driving hard up into her sizzling vaginal channel again... over
and over until she was gasping and writhing in mindless delight.
	Ripples of lustful enchantment convulsed the naked flesh of
the young girl's wildly pistoning body. Knowing hands taunted the
heaving mounds of her palpitating breasts and tweaked their
bursting nipples, while licking little flames of sensual fire
tongued at the hot, fluid sanctuary of her offered cunt. Loud wet
sucking sounds filled the wood-paneled bedroom and blended with
Kitty's desperate moans as she rapidly drew back her legs,
thrusting her loins salaciously upward to bring the wild pleasure-
giving tongue tighter into the hungering core of her naked flesh.
	Duke, who had followed Kitty into the bedroom, who had been
lulled to sleep by the two girls' soft conversation, had been
stirred when the two sisters undressed and went to bed. Now he
was eagerly aware of their actions, his keen nostrils noting the
familiar scent of feminine aroma. His own animal loins began to
respond heavily to its savory excitement. His ears twitched at
the whimpering sounds coming from the bed, and a whine of want and
need escaped his throat. He moved closer to the bed, then
hesitated, confused by the strange position of the two women, and
knowing that he was not allowed to jump on the bed. And yet, the
scent of the women's vaginal fluids was overwhelming, and his
animal mind fought with his needs and his training. His super-
sensitive ears could pick up the delicious moans of the women, and
even though he could not understand what they meant, he found that
the sheer sounds were almost as arousing at the smells permeating
the room. "Oooooohhhhh... aaaaaaahhhh... Janet...
aaaaaaaahhhh, that feels so good, oh darling..." Kitty was
wailing in a high pitched voice, reaching down at the same time to
clutch at the full, brunette hair of her sister's buried head.
"Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh... it's beautiful...!" she gasped, not even
hearing her own words, so lost in her lust was she. The times she
had made love to other women were nothing like this. Those girls
had been nothing but friends, and their act of love-making
something that was sort of a game. This was an action of love, a
deep expression of the love two sisters shared for each other...
a love that could only be expressed in one way. It was total, and
the delightful sensations were made even more delightful by the
arousing effects of marijuana. Kitty had wanted to feel as free
as she could with her sister, and she pulled all stops, allowing
herself to delight as much as she could in her sister's warm, wet
cunt licking.
	And then two things happened that Kitty would never have
imagined. She felt the weight of Duke as the dog found that he
could no longer control his animal lust and jumped up onto the
bed. And Janet removed her mouth from between Kitty's intensively
fired cunt mouth! Kitty reached out to make Janet return her lips
to her wetly gushing pussy, but the older woman gracefully slipped
from her reaching hands.
	"Would you like to experience something better than you've
ever had before?" the older woman asked.
	The desire-crazed younger sister found that thinking was
hard, and she raised her head to look at the older woman. "Why
did you stop licking my cunt?" she moaned in a pleading voice. "I
was about to cum."
	"I have something better in mind for you," the aroused older
woman said. "Duke will make you cum, and you'll love it. I know
you will."
	"Duke?" asked Kitty. She remembered how happy the dog had
made her feel while she took her bath, but she never once thought
that Janet would be so obvious about her dog's talents. She
wasn't sure that she wanted Duke to fuck her, though. True, the
well trained dog had made her happy once before, but she wanted to
make love to her sister. She wanted to show Janet how happy she
was that she would be staying with her for a week. Still, the
thought of how total her orgasm had been when Duke licked her
played on her mind, and the thought of allowing the dog to fuck
"I will not eat green eggs and ham.
"I do not like them, Sam I Am. " - Green Eggs and Ham, Dr. Seuss.